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Sabrina Limon's Love Triangle

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My dad was often involved in illegal activities and as a result we moved a lot during my childhood. Only once or twice were my brother and I ever at the same school for two consecutive years. One year in the late 70's, we lived in Portage, Indiana in a duplex. Our connecting neighbors changed several times in the year or so we lived there. The ones who stayed the longest were a couple, Zina and Dave. They buddied up with my parents and spent long nights drinking and playing cards. I remember Zina the clearest because Id never heard that name before and she had a huge dark gold Afro, bronze skin, and a loud laugh.

A few months into the friendship, I noticed things had cooled off a bit. No more card games late at night or bottle rockets in the yard. My dad was a notorious abuser and one night I awoke to him throwing my mom around the room. He was accusing her of being an accomplice to Zina, who had apparently been caught in a set-up trying to find a hit man to kill her husband. My m…